
11-09-2018, 10:33 AM
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Originally Posted by ScaringChildren
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I had a pretty weird dream last night:
My parents and I were racing through a country in the Middle East. Kuwait or Jordan, maybe Oman. A small American ally.
We're trying to find their intelligence agency or something because we have information I think?
All of a sudden my mom shoots a flare into the sky and a moped pulls up. It has no one on it. Well, it does, but the guy is wearing a cloaking suit that makes him invisible.
So I hop on the back and we go zooming off, zig zagging through slums at full speed. Just a moped with a guy on the back, not controlling it.
We finally get to a really bad part of town where these horribly disfigured dudes are piling dead bodies up in a mass grave. All of a sudden, the moped goes directly for the pile of bodies. We squeeze between the bodies and it's a secret tunnel entrance. It's pitch black aside from little signs we pass that say "Republicans hate you" and "don't say bones".
We land in a fully furnished basement.
Everyone is naked, running around laughing. Loud music is playing.
My parents are dropped in and are as stunned as I am. A woman walks up to me, smiling, and kisses me. She slips a few pills of exstacy in my mouth. She whispers in my ear, "Don't say bones".
I'm having fun. People are fucking on the kitchen table. It's a quality party.
There's a tall guy dressed as satan who they all refer to as "Daddy". They're clearly scared of him.
Everyone at the party is American, which is weird.
All of a sudden a commotion breaks out, "She said Bones!!"
The guy dressed as satan grabs her and two other people near her and he ties them to a bench as they all scream in terror. Everyone else is laughing and chanting "Bones, bones, bones..." as they tear the skin off the bones of the victims with their hands, leaving their jawbones exposed. Then they yank off their jawbones and attached them to the other person who is tied up. They use drills to attach them and then untie the victims. They stand up and start laughing with exposed jaws and skin flapping around.
I think to myself, "alright, looks like I won't be saying bones anymore."
The party goes on and I have sex with a hermaphrodite on the kitchen table as everyone, including my parents, cheer us on.
We then get done and everyone decides to have some lunch. BBQ. They give me ribs. They're delicious, but I struggle not to say "bones".
Then I woke up.
Weird dream.
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